The Resurrection of the South Seas of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 22
The first item of training for the Restoration Army of the Ming Dynasty started with queue training!

Zhu Hongyu first taught Li Guangyuan, Shi Yongxin, Liu Shantai and several other company commanders to walk in the queue.

Learn to step forward, turn left and right, and teach them to line up and follow the chant.

After they have trained well, they will teach the officers under their respective hands, and let the officers teach the soldiers.

Amidst the chant of one two one, Zhu Hongyu, the general of the Restoration Army of the Ming Dynasty, led the five heroes of the Restoration of the Ming Dynasty, and walked in a queue in a dull manner.

At the beginning of training, Zhu Hongyu discovered that most people in this era can't tell the difference between left and right.

Among Zhu Hongyu's five heroes for the restoration of the Ming Dynasty, only Hu Dinggao can distinguish between the left and the right.

Zhu Hongyu can only use the clumsy method of pinching the trouser legs, so as to let them distinguish between left and right.

But then, the problem of the same hands and feet when walking in the queue appeared again!

After practicing for half an hour, Zhu Hongyu looked at the crooked five people standing in front of him, feeling a little desperate.

But fortunately, miners have a certain degree of discipline and obedience, as long as they can eat enough, they are not afraid of hard work.

Zhu Hongyu's hard work is not in vain. Although the results are slow, they will always pay off.

After training the five of them to a similar degree, Zhu Hongyu and the others went to train his own subordinates, and then he started to train the first company directly under him.

Seventy muskets, that is, seventy musketeers, Zhu Hongyu taught them how to load and how to fire.

Then they were trained to hold their guns, walk forward with their guns in hand, turn forwards and backwards, and turn left and right.

It's just turning around on the spot, and he doesn't force it to change formations, because he knows that even if he forces it, the people below will not be able to do it without enough training.

Even Shi Yongxin's son joined the training after drinking allicin and recovering from illness.

In the next period of time, there was no mining in the mine, but the sound of training chant one after another.

"One two one!"

"Let's go!"

"Turn back, turn left!"

"..."

In addition to these training chants, there are also slogans that are constantly ringing.

"Expel the Tartars, restore China, rebuild Ming Dynasty, revive China!"

"Kill Hongmao, restore Ming Dynasty, divide the land, and enjoy peace!"

"..."

Similar slogans sounded one after another.

Although such slogans are relatively empty, but if they are shouted too much, no matter how empty the slogan is, it can be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

As the saying goes, a lie repeated ten thousand times becomes the truth.

What's more, these slogans put forward by Zhu Hongyu are not lies, they are all what he wants to achieve from the bottom of his heart.

……

Zhao Erhu firmly believed in these slogans.

He was one of the more than a hundred people who first followed Zhu Hongyu in the uprising. After the entire mine was mobilized and formed the Great Ming Restoration Army.

He, an old brother of the rebel army, naturally became an officer.

He is now the platoon leader of three rows in a row!

Since he knew how to use muskets and was from a military household in Ming Dynasty, Zhu Hongyu appointed him as the platoon leader to be responsible for the training and combat command of [-] musketeers.

Zhao Erhu stood in front of everyone, shouting at the top of his voice.

"Let it be leveled, level the muskets!"

"Stand still, stand firm, and look ahead!"

"Let's go! One two one! One two one!"

The soldiers under him followed his call and marched forward with muskets in hand.

After several days of training, although these soldiers still couldn't walk in order and advance and retreat in unison, they were no longer able to make a slight movement, and the queue would become a mess.

Although the queue was crooked, it could still barely see the shape of a queue.

"Ouch!"

"Platoon leader, I really can't hold on anymore, let us brothers rest!"

A dark-faced, strong-looking man rubbed his sore leg, complaining incessantly.

Zhao Erhu's complexion changed, and he walked over with a whip in his hand.

"Li Gou'er, you fucking fart me again to disturb the morale of the army!"

"I will beat you to death!"

"Hurry up and train, look at you, it's been several days, what does this queue look like?!"

"If you face the red-haired musketeers, can you please?"

"In case of defeat, do you still want to go back to work as a miner?"

"Tell you boy, we have killed all the red hairs in this mine. We all have a share. If the red soldiers come to fight, if we lose, all of us will die!"

Li Gou'er said with a embarrassed expression on his face.

"Platoon leader, I didn't mean that!"

"If the red-haired soldier comes to fight, I will definitely fight the red-haired soldier."

"The general rescued us from the oppression of the overseer, and gave us enough food. There must be nothing to say about the general working hard to beat the red hair."

Li Gou'er's words came from the heart, since he was tricked into this mine by Hongmao, he has never had a full meal.

The few days when he joined the Daming Restoration Army were the only days when he could have enough to eat.

Zhu Hongyu can make him full, and he has nothing to do with Zhu Hongyu's life!

"Isn't it too tiring to practice? I really can't stand it."

"Besides, I haven't seen any soldiers win battles by marching in formation!"

Li Gou'er said with a hippie smile.

Zhao Erhu didn't talk nonsense anymore, and whipped the whip with a snap.

"Where the hell are you talking so much nonsense!"

"Do whatever you're asked to do. If you dare to talk nonsense, don't eat dinner tonight!"

Li Gou'er was whipped and grinned for a while.

Not daring to talk nonsense anymore, obediently continued to walk in the queue.

It's not that he's afraid of being whipped, he's already used to the supervisor being whipped anyway, his skin is rough and fleshy, besides, it's impossible for Zhao Erhu to really beat him to death like the supervisor.

What he is afraid of is that he will have nothing to eat!

He didn't want to endure the feeling of being hungry anymore!
Similar things happened from time to time in the entire Daming Restoration Army. The soldiers couldn't stand the hard training and complained endlessly.

But under the temptation of full food and the coercion of the whip, everyone obediently completed the training!
The training conducted by the Restoration Army of Ming Dynasty is very simple, except that walking in the queue is something that everyone needs to practice.

The musketeers practice firing a shot from 50 meters away, then put on the bayonet, and line up the army to charge the bayonet.

In addition to practicing shooting, musketeers practice stabbing!prick!prick!
It's not that Zhu Hongyu didn't want to imitate the British lobster soldiers in shooting salvos at a distance of 20 meters, and charged with bayonets after shooting.

But he can't do it at all!

Although bayonets have been invented now, the bayonets of this era are still plugged in, not sleeved.

Once the musket is attached to the bayonet, it cannot be fired.

And 20 meters is too close. After a round of volley, it is too late to get the bayonet and have to fight the enemy hand-to-hand.

Therefore, I can only make a compromise, shoot a volley from 50 meters away, and then put on the bayonet and prepare for hand-to-hand combat!

The training of the cold weapon company is similar. The company with spears practiced array stabbing.

In a company with swords, everyone practiced chopping with their swords together.

(End of this chapter)